Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 279
The reason why Zhao Lin is so excited is because he has figured out one thing: Pipa catfish's strong self-healing ability is of great benefit to cultivation!
Cultivating the Tao is not something that can be achieved only by working hard.

Others practice for an hour a day, and you can get better benefits if you practice for four hours or even longer. This kind of situation does not exist at all.

The same principle as practicing literature and martial arts, there is a diminishing marginal effect in practice, and those who work the hardest may not be able to be top-notch.

Seven points of effort, seven points of harvest; nine points of effort, in many cases, seven and a half points of the harvest is not bad.

This is one of them, and there is a more important point: the endurance of the meridians and qi apertures is limited, and monks who are new to the threshold of cultivation can only practice for one hour a day at most.

Any longer than this time will greatly increase the risk of injury.

Once injured, it is trivial to delay the practice for a few days after recovery. If hidden dangers fall and the root is injured, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Therefore, at the beginning of cultivation, the elders and senior brothers of Lingdao Academy repeatedly urged the disciples to do what they can and not to be too "hardworking" in cultivation.

But... If you have the same recovery ability as the pipa catfish, you don't have to worry about this!
Even if the meridians are damaged or the acupoints are broken, they can recover instantly.

Zhao Lin even boldly thought: If he encounters obstacles in his practice, he can even directly attack the Qi orifices with violence. Even if he fails and gets injured, he can recover quickly, without any worries at all.

Although the rank of the spiritual root remains unchanged, the speed of practice can definitely be improved a lot to make up for the gap with the top-grade spiritual root.

"I don't know what I learned in the book, but I don't know that I have to do it... If I didn't read this, I would never have imagined that the most suitable spirit for me would be the pipa catfish!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but be moved, and immediately looked at the pipa catfish in the hands of the monk surnamed Hu.

He was surprised to find that while he was in a daze, the monk surnamed Hu had cut it in two, and the spirit had already flown to nowhere.

"Oops, my spirit!"

Zhao Lin's heart tightened, but he immediately thought that there must be more than one pipa catfish in the lake, and he could catch another one, and his face immediately softened.

"Junior Brother Zhao, what did you just say is him? Who is he?"

The stop drinking just now startled the monk surnamed Hu, and hurriedly asked.

Zhao Lin had regained his composure at this time, raised his hand and apologized, and explained with a smile: "Brother Hu may not know, but my younger brother is a martial artist."

"Although the magic power is low, Yu Wu Dao has some cultivation. I just thought of a kung fu method that can help senior brothers cull pipa catfish."

In this way, I not only found a reasonable explanation for my gaffe, but also had a reason to catch pipa catfish, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

"Really?"

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned for a while, and his words seemed to be dubious.

Zhao Lin smiled slightly and didn't speak. He flicked his fingers, and a white mist shot out from his fingertips.

The white mist was as straight as an arrow, exuding a cold air, piercing into the water with a "swoosh", turning into an ice arrow, hitting the pebbles at the bottom of the lake with a crisp sound.

After Zhao Linxiu arrived at the Yuan Realm, he created several exercises, and this move "Finger Finger" is one of them.

In fact, he also practices a thunder boxing method, which is more powerful, but if it is used in the water, it may harm other fish in the pond.

Moreover, this thunder is a boxing technique, which can be fatal to monks. Zhao Lin uses it as a trump card, and is not prepared to use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Junior Brother Zhao is really amazing!"

The monk surnamed Hu blurted out his praise, but then sighed, "Actually, as long as you find the pipa catfish, it's not difficult to kill it. The hard part is how to find it."

"This fish usually hides at the bottom of the water, motionless like a rock, even its spiritual sense can't reach it, so it's really hard to find."

As an extension of the cultivator's eyes and ears, one of the uses of spiritual consciousness is to search the surroundings.

At the first level of qi refining, the spiritual consciousness can reach a radius of ten feet, and at the second level of qi refining, the spiritual consciousness can reach twenty feet... In this way, every time one level of cultivation is raised, the spiritual consciousness will increase by ten feet.

Spiritual awareness is very important to a monk, as far as the spiritual awareness reaches, it is the furthest attack distance of magic weapons.

But spiritual consciousness is not omnipotent, it is difficult to penetrate objects, and after encountering water, the detection ability will be greatly reduced.

The anglerfish has the ability to hide its breath, and it is underwater, so it is naturally difficult to find the soul.

However, Zhao Lin has the specialty of echolocation. Ultrasonic waves travel faster in water, so he is not afraid of this obstacle.

Zhao Lin was confident, chuckled lightly, and said, "I used to catch fish in the river when I was young, so I have some experience with it, can I have a try?"

"OK then."

The cultivator surnamed Hu hesitated for a moment, and said, "Junior Brother is a disciple of the Spiritual Dao Institute, do you feel a little wronged by doing such a thing?"

Zhao Lin waved his hand and said: "Where, it's a little effort, brother, you don't have to be polite."

The monk surnamed Hu saw that he was determined, so he didn't say anything anymore, picked up the oars, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Senior brother should be familiar with the places where pipa catfish often appear, even if it is rowing!"

Zhao Lin didn't want to expose his echolocation ability, so he deliberately opened his eyes wide, staring at the water with all his attention, and made a look of searching carefully.

Although the monk surnamed Hu didn't think that Zhao Lin could find the pipa catfish, but he was a serious disciple of the Spiritual Dao Academy, and he, a monk with ordinary spiritual roots, couldn't refuse, so he started to paddle.

Zhao Lin's Adam's apple vibrated rapidly, and the ultrasonic waves spread silently, round by round, in all directions.

With his current cultivation, echolocation is far easier to use than divine sense, not only the detection distance is farther, but also the positioning is more accurate.

Drifting plankton, swimming fish, floating aquatic plants, undulating lake bottom...

As the ultrasonic wave continued to return, Zhao Lin conceived a clear underwater picture in his mind.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Lin "discovered" a pipa catfish attached to a stone.

But he didn't say anything immediately, but pretended to look there for a while, then pointed out, and said in a deep voice: "Look, senior brother, there is one over there."

The monk surnamed Hu was taken aback, stopped rowing the oars, leaned out of the side of the boat, looked underwater for a long time, and said pleasantly: "There is really one!"

Then he turned around, "Junior brother Zhao has really good eyes, let's attack together, don't let it get away."

"it is good."

Zhao Lin smiled and nodded.

The monk surnamed Hu rowed the boat forward, stopped above the water where the pipa catfish was, and shouted: "One, two, three!"

As soon as the words fell, the two shot at the same time, one using martial arts and the other casting spells, hitting Pipa Catfish.

After a while, the Pipa catfish, which could not control its swim bladder due to coma, slowly floated to the surface.

The monk surnamed Hu laughed twice, reached out to grab it, slapped it on the ship frame, and reached for the axe.

Zhao Lin quickly stopped him: "Brother Hu, wait a minute!"

Cultivator surnamed Hu paused, puzzled and said: "What?"

"Can you hand over this fish to my younger brother?"

"Why?"

The monk surnamed Hu was stunned, glanced at the anglerfish, and seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "Young master, I don't know, this pipa catfish eats a lot of carrion, and its meat is poisonous. It must not be eaten!"

Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Brother, you misunderstood. I want this fish not to eat it, but to practice spells."

When the monk surnamed Hu heard it, he was even more confused, "Practice spells?"

"Yes! To tell you the truth, brother, my younger brother is practicing Spiritual Saber Technique, but when the spell is sent out, it always hits the empty space, which is meaningless."

"I just saw that the anglerfish has a hard body and is not easy to die, so I thought it might be better to practice spells with living creatures."

"This idea sounds good, why didn't I think of it at the beginning?"

After hearing Zhao Lin's explanation, cultivator surnamed Hu scratched his hair, grinned and said, "Junior, just take it!"

As he spoke, he took out a fish basket from behind and threw the anglerfish into it.

Zhao Lin didn't want to absorb the spirit in front of others, so he asked, "Is it not easy for this fish to die out of water?"

The monk surnamed Hu said with a smile: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, this fish will not die if it is out of the water for three days."

One pipa catfish is enough to absorb the spirit, but Zhao Lin is not good enough to leave now, so he walked around the lake for a while, and caught two more pipa catfish before giving up.

The monk surnamed Hu was very grateful, thanked him again and again, sent him far outside the restriction, and then waved goodbye.

Looking at Zhao Lin's back, the monk surnamed Hu nodded and said to himself: "This junior brother Zhao is really nice, humble and kind, with a warm heart."

"Unlike some disciples of the Spiritual Dao Academy, they don't have any respect for us monks with spiritual roots!"

(End of this chapter)